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overx · 1 year

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@magnetiix [x] Oh… really? Huh.

Quick gives a soft noise of acknowledgement as Rock speaks, idly tracing the rim of his glass with one finger. He supposes that’s a good way of looking at it… and if nothing else, it’s a good thing that Rock is comfortable in his relationship regardless of how MZ thinks.

…Probably, right? That’s how these things worked?

It’s still funny to him, though, as even the mere idea of a relationship like the Lightbot’s before him is incredibly unappealing, and he chuckles silently. “That’s not for me.”

What a strange ‘Rock’ indeed. To think he’d be sitting here and drinking with one right now.

“I do,” he answers, leaning one elbow on the table. “We – myself and the Seconds – were together from activation… I’ve never been separated from them.” …Well. That’s not necessarily true. His gaze flickers down just once before returning to Rock. “We were born together. We will die together. That is our fate. I would not accept anything else.”

A pause. Rockwell didn’t… well. He didn’t seem to like the Eldest at all. Another strange difference. “Do you…?” Do you have someone like that too? Kin you would live and die for?

Shots taken: 5

“I figured,” Rock replies simply with a nod.

Quick never struck him as the relationship type. Or really the socializing type at all. That’s a waste of time, right? It was a surprise to be playing this little game with him at all, but.... well, not something the DLN hated.

He’s better company than most. Funny, that Rockwell liked him more than most despite his blunt impatience.

“Yeah, suppose I... kind of understand that.” The shorter android may have kept to himself, but he has no trouble picking up on that unfinished cue from his companion. There’s a sigh from him, before he slams his drink, and moves to pour the next.

Five shots in, and maybe, maybe he’s up for talking about this. Maybe not.

“Sure, course I did. I don’t think Light is a one kid kind of guy.” An easy shrug, and he’s contemplating the liquor in his glass. “I had a twin unit once upon a time. I don’t really think anyone will ever really know me the way he did.“ It’s a hard thing to explain, but... “Cale always seemed to get me, even without sharing some kind of data connection.”

The glass is lifted again, but he hesitates, before setting it down, untouched for now. “He’s gone now. ‘s been... a few years. Never really feels like that though. It’s always like somethin’ is missin’. Never really gotten past it.” Not that most people knew to ask, and he didn’t really want them to.

Quick though... Quick knows how to keep his mouth shut where it counts.

#;a fading light #magnetiix #[[y'know I don't think he's even talked to Mags about this]]#[[whoopsie]]

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flamebearrel · 1 year

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You know I've gotta ask about Blues for the character ship ask thing (you can answer with platonic and familial pairings rather than just romantic for some of the questions if you want, it's up to you)

Send me a character and I’ll tell you my…

NOTP: (This is a given but) Anything between the Light siblings, or really Lightbot x Lightbot in general. I've also seen Blues/Kalinka pop up here and there, which feels a bit weird to me too honestly

BrOTP: I feel like Magnet and Blues would enjoy shooting the breeze once they defected from Wily, what with how both of them can think pretty deeply into everything

OTP: HASHTAG #PROTOQUAKE #QUAKEBLUES #PROTEMPO SWEEP WE STILL HAVE NOT SETTLED ON THE NAME

Second choice pairing: Proto Man/Bass is a classic; it's got a lot of potential to go any direction (especially when they just get to bully each other)

Fluffy pairing: An old friend of mine used to like Star Man/Blues, which I opposed at the time simply since I was new to the whole "shipping" thing. Now though, I feel more open to it at least platonically - Star could bring a little more pep into his life

Angsty pairing: While it’s not a ship I typically think about, ouuugh to the Shadow Man/Blues shippers /pos

Favorite poly ship: Gonna go with QuakeBassBlues!

Weirdest ship: Okayokayokay hear me out..... Proto Man x Roy Fire Emblem?

And when you ask why:

Because I got Blues on christmas and Roy on my birthday and now they're legally required to be BESTIES 🤩🤩

#id in alt text #askbearrel #ship ask meme #mega man ship #mega man rarepair #proto man #thanks emma <3

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coddingforkids · 1 year

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Coding Games for Kids: The Best Way to Teach Computer Programming

There are many coding games for kids that are available online, some of which are:

Scratch - Scratch is a visual programming language developed by the MIT Media Lab. It is aimed at children aged 8-16 and is used to create interactive stories, games, and animations.

Code.org - Code.org is a non-profit organization that provides free coding games and lessons for children. It includes courses for students of all ages, including kindergarten through high school.

CodeCombat - CodeCombat is a game that teaches coding through gameplay. Players write code to control their characters and advance through levels.

Lightbot - Lightbot is a puzzle game that teaches programming concepts such as loops and conditionals.

Tynker - Tynker is an online learning platform that teaches children to code through games and activities. It includes a variety of courses for different ages and skill levels.

Kodable - Kodable is a game that teaches programming concepts to children as young as 4 years old. It includes a range of activities and challenges to help children develop their coding skills.

These are just a few examples of the many coding games and platforms that are available for children. It's important to find the right game or platform that suits the child's age and skill level.

Best way to teach computer programing to kids:

When teaching computer programming to kids, it's important to make it engaging, interactive, and fun.

Here are some tips for teaching programming to kids:

Start with visual programming languages: Visual programming languages like Scratch and Blockly are a great way to introduce kids to programming. They use drag-and-drop blocks to create programs, which is easier for kids to understand than typing out code.

Use games and projects: Games and projects are a great way to teach programming concepts. Kids can create their own games, animations, and interactive stories, which helps them learn programming concepts in a fun and engaging way.

Encourage experimentation: Kids learn best when they can experiment and try things out for themselves. Encourage kids to explore and experiment with their programs, and don't be afraid to let them make mistakes.

Break it down: Programming concepts can be complex, so it's important to break them down into smaller, more manageable pieces. Start with simple concepts like variables and loops, and gradually introduce more complex topics as the child progresses.

Provide support and feedback: Learning to program can be challenging, so it's important to provide support and feedback to kids. Encourage them to ask questions and provide guidance when needed. Celebrate their successes and help them learn from their mistakes.

Overall, the key of teaching programming to kids is to make it fun, interactive, and accessible. With the right approach, kids can learn programming skills that will serve them well throughout their lives.

Read more: https://goglobalways.com/blog/coding-games-for-kids/

#Codinggamesforkids #Bestwaytoteachcomputerprogrammingforkids #Onlinecomputerprogrammingforkids #Computerprogrammingforkids

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cant-stop-the-top · 5 years

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who is it that you like owowowowo~?

“Well, Star is pretty cute to be honest. But I think Gemini likes him. Bro code restrictions, ya dig?”

“Someone said they shipped me with the Ragtime person in town. They're decent-looking too. I dunno if they like cats, since they hang around birds. I know Tama wouldn't eat them though, but still. Better safe than sorry.”

“And I think there's one more, but I'm still not sure. We are close, and if I do like him I'm not going to ruin what we've already got.”

#Taking it for a Spin: Asks #Guess We'll Never Know: Anon #//yes i /might/ be referencing a certain lightbot #//Umber if you do not want this happening i will stop things here and now and that will be that #//please let me know what you think so i know I'm not making you uncomfortable in any way #//I'll take down this ask #oc mention

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firemanshug · 2 years

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Quick Man asking Elec Man to marry him

Quick Man paused after doing the confession. There was nothing but the complete silence at the beach, broken only by the sounds of the waves moving up and down against the white sand, and the wiggly dance of the palm trees.

Elec looked at Quick, the lightbot seemingly considering the wilybot's words. He pondered the possibility of tying the knot. But then he smirked, reaching a hand to the kneeled wilybot.

"I accept."

#interrogation.txt

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ask068 · 7 years

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“It’s not like I can say I’m the best at what I do, either, cause I’m kinda the only one who does it. But, I’m just as good of an electrical robot as Elec man is! That’s something, right?”

@latuneakarsoe

#mega man #rockman #capcom #plug man #dln 068 #lightbot #my art #asks

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robotiic-natiion · 6 years

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@charg3d || Continued from: x

“Heheh, what? Meeee~? Hiding~?” Galaxy teases with a giggle as he just transforms into his U.F.O mode, hovering around Elec Man for a bit as he playfully giggles.

“Why, I’ve got no idea what you’re talking about~! I was just floating around, doing my thing! But uuh... why did ya wanna see me, Elec Man?” he then asks the fellow Lightbot.

#charg3d #elec man #galaxy man #((aaaaaaaaaaa ikr?!??#he is so effin adorable))

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echogears · 6 years

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Of Muscles and Molehills

@gearsoffate || {Closed}

Though it was only a construction job, just like all the others he’d been assigned, Mole couldn’t help but be a little excited. After all, everyone who payed attention to the news knew about the Lightbots- the original ones especially. Mole had always admired Guts’ strength and what little information he’d been able to get left a good impression. It wasn’t often that he got to see other robots on the job- just construction equipment. So that was also a reason to be excited.

Even when the day itself arrived, however, Mole was still as calm as ever. His excitement was not evenly remotely apparent just by looking at him. But oh, he was excited. That’s why he made a beeline for Guts once he arrived on the site.

“Hey there. You’re Guts man, right?” As if he had to ask. “The name’s Mole man, I’ll be workin’ on site today. I’d offer to shake your hand, but if I tried that, I wouldn’t have a leg to stand on.”

#/#ic #mole tag #of muscles and molehills #gearsoffate

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ashes-of-headcanons · 6 years

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Copy Elec! Copy Elec!!

oh dear gkjdnfgk I love this bot a lot tbh! i’ll just share what my headcanons abt his history is, here. Feel free to ask more about him!

Copy Elec is much more callous, rude, and violent than Elec. He causes a lot of trouble, and causes headaches and pain for a lot of people, but deep down is a decent person.

(more under the cut because this gets long)

Copy Elec is only a few months younger than Elec. He caused a lot of trouble as a young bot after the events of MM1, often imitating Elec and framing them for his crimes. However, he slowly lost faith in Wily after seeing the failed plans, and seeing his linemates falling apart from a lack of proper repairs. Wily tends to not see the copybots as children like the rest of the Wilybots, due to them being nothing more than copies. Copy Elec has a minor complex because of this, wanting to become his own person.

Seeing Quint brought into the Wilybots’ circle, and Copy Guts being destroyed but never rebuilt, destroyed any trust Copy Elec had in Wily, but he only left after catching wind of the first generation Lightbots getting remodeled. He left with a few other bots, and went to Light for help in removing programming ties to Wily. Part of the deal for that was to turn himself over to police, under the agreement that he would not be scrapped. He handed over everything he could, and was allowed to work in exchange for his crimes being waved.

Copy Elec was brought up-to-date for this purpose, being given a new body that visually sets him apart from his original. He chose the name “Blair” to go by, and worked under Elec’s constant supervision, learning how to manage power grids and power plants. Over time, he proved to be trustworthy, and now works freely.

Blair helps Rock during skirmishes, being more combat-oriented due to his past. He’s not overly liked around the world, but is determined to carve out a path for himself, out from under the shadows of Wily and Elec Man.

#ask ashes #anonymous #copy elecman #megaman classic #Anonymous #megaman

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shreedle · 6 years

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I wish you'd write a fic where Rock and Roll are Extremely Insistent about spending a day with Blues. Like little kittens trying to climb onto a perch to sit with the big cat.

(I tried? The idea wrote itself. Babylon-verse, because I need to develop Blues in Babylon anyways. Unfortunately, given Rock’s fate in Babylon, this is a bit bittersweet despite the sugar.

For those of you that followed my Xavier blog? Same universe.)

Title: RelentingVerse: BabylonCharacters: Blues, Rock, Roll, with mentions of other characters

Blues wasn’t sure exactly how he had gotten roped into this.

It was supposed to be a simple visit. Sneak into Light Labs early in the morning, check on the adorable little siblings that he has before they woke up, and then disappear into the night with the only evidence of his presence being his whistle.

Unfortunately (fortunately?), things hadn’t turned out that way, and there were currently two eleven-year-old Lightbots attached to him, peering up at him with a pair of green and a pair of blue eyes.

He would have claimed that it was almost terrifying, but small children didn’t terrify him in the least.

“You should’ve told us that you were coming early in the morning, Blues,” Rock told him, firmly attached to his left arm.

“Yeah,” Roll huffed, hugging his right arm. “I’m less likely to smack you if you announce that you’re around.”

Blues tried not to smirk; if he remembered correctly, Quint had gotten a hearty smack from a frozen tuna of all things because he had made the mistake of sauntering into the kitchen without Roll realizing that he had even been there. It had resulted in a bruised ego and a broken pair of eyeglasses. “Oh, I wasn’t going to stay long, just popping in to check on something.”

He should have known that that wouldn’t discourage them.

“Check on what?” Rock asked, tugging on his sleeve insistently.

“Oh, you know, just checking around,” Blues said, attempting to shrug the twins off casually.

They loosened their grips, but didn’t seem particularly inclined to let go of him. “Can we go with you when you check around?” Roll asked him.

He was in check at the moment. If he said no, they would complain, and if he said yes, he’d have to figure out what to ‘check’ on. But he was Blues. It was never a checkmate, but sometimes he had to let them think they were winning.

“Okay,” he agreed, prying his arms from their grip and resting his hands on their fluffy heads, and watched their faces light up. It was amazing how two kids that looked completely different from each other had identical grins on their faces.

“Roll, let’s tell him what we’ve been doing,” Rock suggested as the twins grabbed their older brother’s hands and let him drag them along.

Maybe he could just make a show of walking around the house until the twins got tired of being around him… surely they had to get tired sometime? He wasn’t exactly the most ‘fun’ individual, as much as he loved these two. He listened to them chattering away, partially paying attention and partially tuning them out as he wirelessly checked the wards in Light Labs, giving the occasional “Mmhm” of acknowledgement.

He vaguely remembered the day that the wards had gone down; it hadn’t been a malicious act by any means, just that they needed to be updated, and Light had immediately gone to work on them. But the brief amount of time that they had gone down had allowed a Wilybot to break in.

Said Wilybot had startled Roll so much that she had grabbed her broom and clocked him on the head before Rock or Quint had grabbed their weapons.

Blues was sorry that he had missed it; Roll was a little more vicious than Rock was when the opportunity arose, especially with Quint training her with melee weapons, and the sight of Omega nursing a broken nose would have been hilarious.

“Okay,” he finally said to the twins, nearly cutting them off midsentence. They looked up at him with twin expressions of near offense. “I thought you two wanted to know that I’m done checking what I was, and should be leaving…”

“Where are you going?” Roll asked.

“Can we come too?” Rock asked eagerly.

“Well, I was going to go to the city–” Blues said, but he was interrupted by Rock.

“Blues! Can we get some ice cream?”

Oh dear Asimov.

“Oh yeah, Blues,” Roll asked, her voice cheerful. “I don’t think you’ve ever taken us out for ice cream before!”

“You should take us today,” Rock suggested sweetly. “I still don’t know what your favorite flavors are.”

“Look, you two…” Blues was about to protest, to say that he couldn’t go and do this, but they stared up at him with big eyes. He winced mentally – if he said ‘no’, they would whine, and even he wasn’t enough of a jerk to break their little hearts. “…Fine.”

Both twins squealed with delight and tackled Blues, nearly knocking the older Lightbot down to the ground.

And that was how Blues found himself in the local ice cream shop not even fifteen minutes later, sitting stiffly in a chair with his twin siblings in front of him. Rock and Roll were chattering happily again, with their giant cups of ice cream in front of them.

No one could say he didn’t care; he had bought them their ice creams with as many toppings as they had wanted, after all. Dr. Light would probably not be amused when the kids came home with a sugar rush, but hey, what could he do? He was not their parent.

Just their older brother.

Still, he wondered about their tastes in flavors. Roll’s favorites appeared to be bubblegum, cotton candy explosion, and birthday cake with a lot of sugary toppings, while Rock’s were cookies n’ cream, chocolate cherry chunk, and chocolate marshmallow with tons of chocolate toppings tossed on. Blues had opted for simple: caramel swirl, french vanilla, and cappucino, with only a modest amount of chocolate chips.

The fact that both twins had made faces at his choices was even more amusing.

“You sure you didn’t want rocky road or blueberry, Rock?” Blues asked his brother, purely to see the scowl that inevitably crossed the boy’s face. He smirked.

“Stop it,” Rock pouted back at him, stuffing his face with a large spoonful of ice cream. The boy’s eyes immediately went wide, flailing comically for a moment before he swallowed it. “Ack, brainfreeze…!”

Roll, who had shoved an equally large portion inside her mouth, rolled her eyes at her brother. “You’re so weird sometimes, Rock.”

“Maybe I should’ve gotten you cinnamon roll instead,” Blues mused, looking over at her and her high tolerance for cold temperatures.

She blinked at him, and made an identical scowl. “Blues!”

“Alright, alright, I’ll stop,” Blues chuckled, working on his ice cream at a more modest pace. This was nice, honestly, just sitting with his little siblings and treating them to ice cream. Rock and Roll seemed happy enough at least. Did Light not feed them enough sugar? There was silence for a few minutes, before he glanced back over at his siblings.

Both of them were looking at him now, with great interest – interest in what, Blues wasn’t sure. “…Hm?”

They just smiled sweetly at him. “You know about us, what about everyone else?”

“Everyone else?”

“Yeah, you know! You and Quint never drop by the house at the same time, and Forte and Piano seem to be emulating you and vanishing for months at a time,” Rock explained. “You barely even talk to Rhythm, and we haven’t even seen Omega, Viola, or Waltz in ages.”

Blues wouldn’t be surprised if the tiny Wilybot didn’t even like him. Not that it mattered too much to him; Rhythm needed to stay out of trouble, and Rock as a role model was probably the best thing to ever happen to him.

Asimov knew that he himself was a terrible role model.

“Rock,” Blues said, trying to sound patient. “Why are you so worried about Omega, Viola, or Waltz?” At least Quint, Forte, Piano, and Rhythm didn’t want Rock dead. The other three did, but as far as he knew, they were staying low.

At least, that was what he thought. Omega acted in a manner that had people, including Dr. Wily himself, scrambling to put the logic behind his actions together, and it made him uncomfortable that the last time any of them had seen Omega was when Roll had hit him with her broom.

Rock rolled his eyes this time. “Because, Blues,” he said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, “no one else will, so I should.”

Blues was a little concerned that it would come back to bite Rock one day, but he wouldn’t be able to stop the boy until the boy thought otherwise. “Your ice cream’s melting, Rock,” he noted, thankful for the distraction that had presented itself.

“Ack!” As his ice cream was, indeed, melting, Rock quickly began to shovel the chocolatey mess into his mouth.

They sat in silence for a few more minutes, with them finishing their ice creams – Rock was the first one to finish, while Roll and Blues ate at a more leisurely pace. Roll hummed once they were done. “I’m glad that we did this.”

“That we got ice cream?” Blues raised an eyebrow, his expression hidden by his sunglasses.

Rock and Roll looked at each other and smiled back at Blues as the three of them got up and headed out of the shop. “Kinda~.”

And without any further ado, they attached themselves to his arms again, though Rock reached up to tug on the scarf playfully this time. “Hey, Blues, you think I’ll look cool with a scarf?”

“I should get a pink one,” Roll mused, “I think it’d be pretty.”

His twin siblings were weird, it was official. “Maybe.”

“Well, you and Quint look cool with your scarves and glasses,” Rock pointed out.

It wasn’t the first time that he had been compared to Quint, and it did make Blues wonder whether Rock was that close to the trouble-making Wilybot. Quint wasn’t exactly the most law-abiding citizen, and he did have a nasty police record with what happened in Symphony City and all, even if it hadn’t been his fault completely.

“Quint’s clashes with his hair and eyes,” Blues said. With red hair, red eyes, and red scarf, it was a little too much red concentrated in one place.

“I still think it looks cool,” Rock said. “Okay! What can we do now, Blues?”

“We can go to the park!” Roll said, her voice still cheerful.

“Shouldn’t you kids be going home?” Blues asked, emphasizing the word 'home’.

Both of them stared up at him again. “But Bluuuuuues!”

Why were they so insistent on spending the day with him? And why did they have to use those eyes?! “…Fine.” Maybe they could burn off some of that excess sugar in the park.

“Yay!”

At the park, he had been content to just lean against a tree as he watched the twins run around and climb on the various playground equipment that was there. He took a deep breath and noted that the air was starting to become a little cooler; autumn was approaching.

He turned back to where Rock and Roll were romping in a pile of leaves like puppies and had to let out a chuckle. While he never would say it out loud, the twins could be adorable sometimes.

“Hey, Blues!” Roll called. “Come on!”

“…I’ll pass, you two, I’ll get leaves in my scarf,” Blues told them.

Rock unburied himself from the pile and ran up to Blues, leaves still stuck on his clothes, and grabbed his older brother to drag him. “Come on, Blues!” he grunted, tugging. The expression tugged on Blues’s corestrings and he finally relented. They wanted to spend the day with him, and by Asimov, he was going to let them.

Blues let himself be pulled along, pretending to lose his balance and tumble into the pile. “Oops. Oh no. I fell.”

With squeals of joy – his poor auditory sensors – Rock and Roll clambered on top of him, looping their arms around his neck and each other, all three of them covered with leaves. His poor scarf. “Got you!”

Blues sat up, Rock and Roll hanging off of him, and wrapped his arms around them, squeezing them close to him. “Yes, yes, you got me,” he said, his voice patient. They were the most ridiculous little things sometimes.

He loved them.

It had taken him a little bit, and he realized that they hadn’t just wanted to get ice cream, or go to the park – but they had just wanted to spend actual time with him. And because he loved them, he was going to let them have just this one single day with him.

Especially because next month, he discovered that he had been right: Omega had been plotting something.

#bunnikkila #fanfic #blues #rock #roll

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